American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 50
"The deputy team, Fernando, and the others have a problem, so, you know, it's important to save people..."

If Sandy hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a character as the deputy captain.

"According to what you mean, they are in danger?"

"Yes, last night, they sent out a distress signal. The captain received the signal and went there with the support team in the bureau."

"hope everything is fine."

"hope so!"

It could be seen that Sandy's interest was far lower than in the morning.

Maybe he knew the news in the afternoon and was worried about the safety of the team members.

Compared to when Ron just arrived, he had never seen Fernando and the other two teammates.

Whether he spends more time with Jonathan or Fernando.

So hearing that they might be in danger, he was naturally more worried than Ron.

No wonder Sandy was so rare that he didn't go fooling around.

Just then, the phone rang.

Sandy answered the phone.

His face became more and more solemn.

Sandy hung up the phone and stood up, "Follow me!"

"what happened?"

Ron didn't know, so he looked at Sandy.

Could it be that something happened to the captain?
"The superior has arranged an emergency support mission for us."

"Support mission? What support mission?"

The two walked out of the bar together.

Sitting in the car, Ron was a little confused, so he turned to Sandy.

"Dolphin Hotel, a werewolf murder happened. Because we are the closest to the hotel, the higher-ups sent us a mission!"

"How does the superior know that we are the closest to the hotel?"

"Because they can pinpoint our location through cell phone signals."

As investigators, the Bureau of Investigation distributed free special mobile phones to them.

The signal is very good, the standby time is super long, and the phone charge is unlimited.

Sure enough, free is the most expensive.

"Made, as expected, we don't have any privacy at all, you said the higher ups won't monitor our calls, right?"

Ron was very upset, he felt his privacy had been violated.

This is a serious matter in the United States.

Sandy fell into a brief silence, "It is said that there are some dangerous guys, and the higher-ups will monitor their calls and use their mobile phones to locate their whereabouts from time to time."

Ron was speechless, this sentence was like saying nothing.

It's just that it's possible they're being monitored, and it's possible they aren't.

It seems that when I need to get a mobile phone of my own.

Of course, if he really wants to monitor, even if he buys another mobile phone, it's useless.

After only one street, Ron heard the alarm bell.

The streets around the Dolphin Hotel were cordoned off by the police.

A red blockade was pulled up at the intersection.

The car drove into the street smoothly and stopped on the road opposite the hotel entrance.

The policeman hid behind the police car and aimed his gun at the exit of the hotel. There were not only ordinary policemen, but also a special support team with M4 rifles. He even saw the barrel of a sniper rifle in the opposite building.

Ron and Sandy got out of the car and attracted the attention of the police.

Because the certificates hanging on their chests are very unusual.

The police voluntarily moved out of the way, and the people in the command car came out and stood outside to greet them.

Ron saw the case closed—Old Sean, an acquaintance in the Murder Division.

Old Sean walked up quickly.

"Hi Ron, long time no see."

It seems that the person who is in charge of this place should be Old Sean.

After Howard was fired, Old Sean successfully changed from deputy to full-time and became the captain of the second squadron.

The Robbery and Murder Department is not an ordinary department, it is not bad to be the captain.

When Old Sean saw Ron, it would be a lie if he wasn't surprised.

He never expected that Ron would actually gain a firm foothold in the Bureau of Investigation.

And the feelings of the former teammates of Ron next to him were also very complicated.

In the past, they were basically equal to Ron, and even because of their deeper qualifications, they were vaguely higher than Ron.

Now, they don't even have the qualifications to speak up.

Several people regretted their cold-eyed watching. Captain Howard, who was so arrogant back then, has already been fired from the police station, and they haven't seen each other for almost a month.

If they had known this was the result, they would have made friends with Ron no matter what, and stood by Ron's side instead of just watching.

Apparently, they didn't know Howard was dead yet.

Seeing Ron, they really wanted to come up and say hello.

However, Ron didn't show any intention of knowing them.

It would be embarrassing to rush up to say hello without getting a response, so they are still hesitating.

In fact, it wasn't that Ron was ignoring them on purpose, but that he wasn't paying attention to them.

All his energy is on how to quickly deal with the emergency attack, and he didn't have much contact with the former team members.

So, Ron didn't recognize them at all.

"Yeah, long time no see." Ron nodded to Old Sean, and then asked, "What's going on inside?"

Old Sean glanced at Sandy, seeing that Sandy had no intention of speaking.

He then understood that the two were dominated by Ron.

This made him even more confused.

Because Sandy has a senior investigator card on his chest, and Ron only has an investigator card.

From the level point of view, Sandy's level is higher.

He couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Could it be that after Ron entered the Bureau of Investigation, he was in trouble?

Immediately, he shook his head again.

Ron's ability may be stronger than him, but his strength is limited, and he is definitely not as good as other senior investigators.

He is old and experienced, knows a lot, and knows very well the difficulty of becoming a senior investigator.

Therefore, he only thought that Sandy was the kind of person who said few words.

The usual communication matters are all handled by Ron.

"Half an hour ago, we received a report that there was a monster in the hotel, and then we sent people in. The police officers who went in reported that there were several werewolves inside, and they killed many guests. Then, we urgently sealed off the hotel .”

"Where's the police officer who went in?"

Ron wanted some information from the officer who went in.

"No one has come out so far, the last police officer lost contact 10 minutes ago."

Ron frowned, as expected, all the policemen who entered were dead.

Of course, you may be stuck somewhere in the hotel and it is not convenient to answer the phone.

Or the mobile phone has no signal and cannot get in touch with the outside world.

"Where's the hotel manager?"

"It's still inside, but the hotel receptionist ran out just now."

"Let her come to see me." Ron ordered immediately.

Old Xiao En quickly asked his team members to find him.

Ron turned to Sandy and asked, "What do you think?"

Sandy thought for a while, "Ask about the situation later, and when the weapons arrive, let some policemen follow us in."

When Old Sean saw Ron, he was stunned to ask Sandy's opinion very casually.

With this casual attitude, Ron is really the main one among the two.

He couldn't figure it out, why should this senior investigator cooperate with Ron?

This scene was as inconceivable as the sheriff listening to the detective.

Ron thought for a while, "You mean to let them protect ordinary people?"

"Yes, there are too many people inside, we don't have the energy to take care of ordinary people!" Sandy looked at Old Sean.

"Okay, let's do it!" Ron nodded.

The basic plan is set here, and the hotel front desk walks over.

The front desk of the hotel is a tall, beautiful blonde woman.

The woman wore a professional dress, and her unique temperament made people's eyes shine.

However, at this time, everyone has no intention of appreciating beauties at all.

"Hi, my name is Ron."

"Hello, Colin Perez."

"How much do you know about it?"

"Oh!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud muffled sound suddenly.

Then the car siren sounded, and Ron followed the sound, only to see a middle-aged man in underwear fell from the seventeenth floor.

It landed on the roof of the car, and in just a split second, a huge depression appeared under the hood of the car.

The man became a pool of mud, and blood flowed down the glass window.

Ron frowned and looked towards the seventeenth floor. At the window, he saw a werewolf with blood on the corner of his mouth, fangs, and thick black hair.

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